How can it be?!

This was the first reaction of the Thunder Lion.

Based on its judgment of Qin Xing, the Soul Dementorship should be able to easily immobilize him! Qin Xing's strength is far from being able to compete with him!

But why didn't the dementorship work for him? It couldn't be! It had never happened before!

For a moment, Lei Lingshi himself was stunned.

In fact, is Qin Xing really immune to soul dementorship? Of course not! Lei Lingshi's plan was wrong because he didn't know that Qin Xing had already fainted at this time, and he was flying forward by instinct. Soul dementorship targets the enemy's mind and mind, but Qin Xing is not relying on his mind power to control his body now, so what's the use of attacking his mind power again?

"This bastard......" Seeing that his most proud move was easily defused by an elf whose strength was far inferior to his own, Lei Lingshi couldn't help but be really angry.

"┗|'O′|┛ Wow~~" A wild roar broke through the sky, and the golden hair on the Thunder Spirit Lion's body was completely covered with a layer of brilliant brilliance like real gold, and the terrifying power of thunder and lightning instantly burst out, making the surrounding mountains seem to tremble.

Devouring Thunder, through the power of thunder and lightning contained in the hair of the whole body, attracts the most abundant thunder spirit element in heaven and earth, bursting out with a terrifying power that is enough to devour the enemy in an instant, which is the strongest killing move that the Thunder Spirit Lion can use. In terms of the level of spiritual art alone, it is even more than the lightning thousand, not to mention that it is exerted with such a terrifying strength of the Thunder Spirit Lion, and its power is even higher.

Without the slightest stagnation, the violent devouring thunder instantly annihilated Qin Xing, and Qin Xing, who had lost consciousness, did not have any idea of dodging at all, and was shrouded by the terrifying power of thunder and lightning in the process of rushing forward.

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Numerous rolling peaks rise into the sky, and in the very center of the mountain range, there is a valley, which is shrouded in thick fog all year round.

The valley is sometimes secluded, sometimes noisy. The sound of dragons roaring one after another, and the gusts of wind blew, but they could not blow away the dense fog that shrouded the valley, but added a little hazy and ethereal to this strange valley.

In the deepest part of the valley, the highest peak, the peak is wide and flat, and there is a splendid palace, with a full eighteen golden pillars towering outside the hall, each pillar is carved with different dragon patterns, lifelike, as if a dragon roar can break through the clouds and go straight to the nine heavens.

The glazed tile roof shimmers with crystal brilliance, reflecting the misty peak like water waves, and the lights in the hall have a quiet meaning under the background of this dusk afterglow. There may be two or three dragon roars at the bottom of the valley, which sets off the ethereal and quiet of the palace.

Inside the hall, twelve dragon clan elders formed a huge circular magic circle, each with runes of different shapes engraved under their bodies. The strange brilliance of the Dao Dao connected the countless flying silk threads, causing the magic circle under the twelve dragons to converge on the central platform.

On this platform, it is the patriarch of the Thunder Dragon Clan, the Dragon Emperor of the contemporary Dragon Clan, and Pang Xiaoqiu's biological father - Pang Yuyao.

"This is ......" Pang Yuyao's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and a burst of essence light shot out, making the dragon aura in the hall even stronger.

"Brother Pang, what's wrong?" Feeling that the core of the magic circle was a little unstable, Bing Yiling, one of the twelve elders and the patriarch of the Frost Dragon Clan who had the closest relationship with Pang Yuyao, hurriedly asked.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Pang Xiaoqiu, who had been staying by Pang Yuyao's side, also asked with concern.

Pang Yuyao seemed to be a little suspicious, although the expression on his face was as serious as ever, but from its breath, it could feel that it must have felt something bad.

"Xiaoqiu, you go and take your place as Uncle Bing. Yiling, come here, I need you to help me do something. ”

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"Oh, it's too impulsive, that human won't be killed by me too, right?" After doing all this, Lei Lingshi came to his senses and hurriedly shouted badly.

But a scene that made it even lose its eyeballs happened, and just after the terrifying storm dissipated, the two people who he thought must have turned to ashes actually stood there in a good manner, but the elf was shining with an unusually bright golden light.

"What the hell!" Thunder Spirit Lion roared in horror, in his impression, Qin Xing's strength was completely different from him, it was impossible to take the violent thunder and still be alive!

At this time, Qin Xing had a completely different feeling. At the moment when the Devouring Thunder hit him, a chilling majestic aura suddenly erupted from his chest, turning into a layer of golden energy like a close armor in an instant, completely covering every part of his body. It was precisely because of the existence of this golden energy layer that he could survive such a terrifying power of thunder and lightning.

It was at the next moment when this majestic momentum erupted, Qin Xing's consciousness, which had already fainted, suddenly woke up, and vaguely felt as if a needle-pricked breath was stimulating his brain, making him forcibly stay awake.

"You're finally awake!Do you know what you've been doing these days?!" Heavenly Spirit's relieved voice seemed to be mixed with endless anger, and it was uncomfortable to hear in Qin Xing's ears.

"I ...... What did you do?" Qin Xing's brain was a little dazed, he had indeed been in a coma for the past few days, and he didn't know anything about anything that was going on in the outside world. From the time he flew north with Fu Yuting in his arms, he didn't remember anything.

That's right, Tingting!

Qin Xing subconsciously looked at his arms, Fu Yuting was lying in his arms, although the layer of black smoke did not disappear, the expression on her face still looked very uncomfortable, but she could feel the faint breath of life from her, which showed that she was still alive!

However, his own situation was a little unoptimistic, and after feeling it carefully, he found that he was in a very mysterious state, which had never happened before.

I can't exert any strength in my whole body, but I can stand firmly in place, and I can even walk very easily, as if my body is not my own.

As a simple example, when a person maintains a movement for a long time, his muscles will be sore, and he will not be able to exert his strength, but he can maintain this movement all the time.

Commonly known as stiff neck.

Qin Xing was like a stiff neck at this time, but unlike stiff neck, stiff neck could only maintain one movement, while Qin Xing seemed to have fallen into a series of movements, and his muscles had already formed a fixed memory.